Li Jinshan was frightened and seemed not to notice anything strange. He took the small hawthorn pill and swallowed it directly without chewing it. He probably didn't taste anything. He was in jail for three days and took medicine for three days. Wu Zhiyuan next door wrote a confession for three days.
It didn't take him three days to write the confession, but he scrawled and corrected it. If he made a mistake, he would invalidate the page. The floor of the cell was full of scraps he had thrown away.
A few pieces of paper were provided for free, and he used them one after another, and I charged for the paper and pen.
Li Jinshan's silence spell was not resolved, and he did not dare to speak. Although he was curious about what Wu Zhiyuan was doing next door, he could not ask.
Wu Zhiyuan wrote day and night, lighting a lamp and boiling oil at night, only to have his head and buttocks stabbed.
He had to go through this on his own, I didn't force him.
But his body was still there, and he fainted after three days.
Nan Wu went to the cell to deliver food and found him lying on the ground. He immediately reported to me.
I walked outside the cell door and Nan Wu asked, "Is he dead? This man is really useless. He died after only three days."
Her words frightened Li Jinshan next door so much that his emotions fluctuated violently. He was captured by fear and huddled up on the single bed.
"It's really troublesome. These people don't pay attention to their health, and they come here to experience the hospice care." I walked into the cell and injected healing energy into Wu Zhiyuan.
"Boss, do you want to build a stove in the backyard so that you can burn the corpses later?" Nan Wu asked seriously, then paused, and then said, "Don't build a kennel, raise some wild dogs, chop up the corpses and throw them away." Go in, there’s no smoke and no firewood. Well… you don’t have to throw it away until it’s completely dead.”
Nan Wu looked kind and honest, but the words he said scared Li Jinshan to the point of pissing his pants.
"The Demon Cult has a public cemetery, so we don't have to worry about that. Besides, he's not dead yet. Go to the kitchen and get a bowl of medicinal soup to replenish qi and blood."
Nan Wu almost scared Li Jinshan to death, so I quickly sent her away. Z.br>
Wu Zhiyuan had recovered under the operation of the healing energy, found himself lying on the ground, and quickly sat up.
"If Mr. Wu can work so hard on his studies, he might be able to get the top prize in high school." I walked to the table, picked up a few pages of confessions written on the table and flipped through them.
There are fifty words in an article, and half of it is circled. The circle represents that word that he cannot write.
Of the fifty words written, half were typos.
If I had known, I would have found a ghostwriter for him and let him dictate it, but this would be considered a hardship for him. He was scolded happily when he first came in. Those words cannot be scolded in vain, he must pay a price.
"Magic Girl? Magic Girl - I can still write, but I haven't finished writing yet!" Wu Zhiyuan was afraid of losing time, so I gave the order to cripple him and throw him out.
He climbed up and sat back in his chair, reaching for the pen with his weak and trembling hand.
"Come on, your cockroach-like handwriting will be in vain even if you write it. Who will recognize it? I will find someone to write for you tomorrow, and you can just dictate it." I threw the entire confession back on the table.
"Thank you Mogu, thank you Mogu!" Wu Zhiyuan's arrogance was gone, and he nodded and bowed to me with a smile on his face.
His attitude had no effect on me, he was just a breakthrough.
Some people were nervous about his confession, and I was somewhat curious to see what he could tell.
Li Jinshan next to me thought I had used torture on Wu Zhiyuan and was about to torture him to death. He couldn't bear it and only let go.
So when I came out of Wu Zhiyuan's cell, Li Jinshan called me over there. He rolled out of bed, crawled to the door of the cell on his hands and knees, slapped the door panel and shouted.
"I'll do it too, I'll do it too, Demon Girl, I'm going to tell you everything I know!"
Then the situation became that one of them was a ghostwriter, dictating their crimes, and when it came to vague and uncertain parts, the two of them communicated through the wall.
Li Jinshan was also convinced that his poison was cured, and his attitude towards me changed greatly.
He thought it was great and untouchable to be able to get people who were members of the Golden Gu Club in the Demon Sect, but in the Demon Sect, he was no less shocked than when he met someone who could solve the poison.
alien.
It has always been easy to get rid of the poison in the world, but difficult to cure it. Many people in the world are willing to buy the poison to harm others, but few people buy the antidote.
Anyone who can undo the poison is either a poison maker or an extraordinary doctor.
He firmly refused to believe that I was a doctor, so my identity became even more confusing.
Of course, that was a complicated life experience that he imagined in his own mind. He wanted to ask a few questions in a roundabout way, but when I glared at him, he immediately shut up and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The origin of the ability to solve poison is not as complicated as he thought. It can be explained in one sentence, I have superpowers, but I can't say it.
In his opinion, this is a "taboo" and must not be mentioned in the future.
Wu Zhiyuan and Li Jinshan cannot be silenced, and the people I sent also secretly collected some physical evidence.
Some elders couldn't sit still at all. Ordinary members of the church have never had the right to interfere with matters in this religion.
The elders and the leader each have half the decision-making power, so whoever makes a mistake will be deprived of the right to speak. This has always been the case when conflicts arise between the two parties.
Otherwise, it would be a duel. The elders could definitely challenge the leader. However, the current elders were still not as powerful as Ximen Wuhen, who was about to perfect his magic skills.
The secret guards of the Xiang generation went out to collect evidence, look for witnesses, and brought back a lot of news. For example, no one had reported someone to the church for doing evil in the past.
But these people often disappear silently, people and evidence disappear completely, and the sound cannot reach Ximen Wuhen’s ears at all.
Ximen Wuhen's loyal fans have also made efforts to protect these people, but the witnesses always die silently and can be found wherever they are hidden. They are poisoned and assassinated.
They really couldn't protect the witnesses. When Wu Zhiyuan and Li Jinshan wrote their confessions, they started to clean up the door.
Several familiar faces disappeared from the elders overnight, and people disappeared mysteriously in various courtyards and halls.
Others don't know where they are going, but I know that after coming to the Demon Cult for so many days, my Qi threads have already spread everywhere, taking advantage of various opportunities to get into people's bodies.
I will know what they are doing as soon as possible.
There are also several places under surveillance that are guarded by secret guards of the Xiang generation.
They are very skilled at killing people and silencing them, so I will specifically prevent them from silencing them.
They kidnapped all the people they wanted to kill. The cells in the central courtyard couldn't fit in them, so they put them in the courtyard where we live.
Since the new employees are not here anyway, the servant rooms where they live will be given to these people.
The house is wrapped inside and outside with Qi threads, and these people also have my Qi threads in their bodies.
Not to mention that they were poisoned and couldn't bear the knife. Even if they were hit or injured, I could still save their lives.
The secret guards of the Xiang generation are responsible for bringing people and evidence back. In addition to them, Ximen Wuhen's loyal fans are also helping.
The four guardians are from Ximen Wuhen's side. Half of those hall masters are useless, and the other half either escaped or were captured by me.
Ordinary believers only know that a storm is coming, and within a few days, something big will happen in the church.
